Memories Made

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A heavy rain is drawing near,

Cool winds drift through the window here.

The township calls with warmth and cheer—

A drink, perhaps, to lift the soul.

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My clothes are worn, the seams undone,

But age has made such things feel none.

No one will notice, no one will mind,

An old man walking through the time.

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The road is colder than before,

And lonelier than days of yore.

A couple passes, hand in hand,

One umbrella, love unplanned.

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I see myself in days gone by,

When youth was bold and spirits high.

Though drink may warm the body's frame,

It cannot touch the heart the same.

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So I turn back, the rain now near,

My cottage waits, its silence clear.

No drink tonight, no town parade—

Just me, the breeze, and memories made.